Wednesday, November 8, 2017

I am seeing red.

This has been an interesting week. The bile medicine that I began to take a week ago has proven to be quite effective at getting control of the diarrhea. Thank goodness. You may recall that I was to report the results after a week to Dr. Weston. I did so this morning and the instructions were to keep taking it.

It is challenge to take all the mandated (well....research manager dated) supplements each morning. It takes me over an hour. I seem to be taking everything. So many things, in fact, that I even swallowed the kitchen sink one morning.

The research manager has been listening to a series of talks on the "Secret Plant." It turns out that the secret plant is marijuana. I wonder if I had taken a puff when it was passed to me (and my minister, I might add!) while I was at the Bob Dylan concert back in 1975, would I have gotten cancer?

It turns out that there is some significance to red shirts. I learned the other day that red heads (my sister Cindy is one) has less chance of getting some cancers. So.....I am considering dying my hair red.

In the last week, we have added carrot juice on a regular basis to the daily routine and continued with the recent additions of hydrogen water and Essiac tea, and dropped nothing. Colloidal silver and some detox products are waiting in the wings.

At this time, I am still feeling neuropathy in my fingers and toes and when I am tired, all of me feels cold.

Heck, when I am tired, a lot of things are wrong. In addition to the cold, my shingles pain is greater, my voice gets weak and I just want to go to bed where I am likely to experience dry mouth.

But we soldier on  Onward Chemo Soldiers! Our uniform is a red shirt. But I am thinking of ditching my red Tampa Bay Buccaneers shirt.




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